Free How to Train Your Dom in Five Easy Steps by Josephine Myles

his hair, and then it was all about trying not to gag as Jeff pushed in deeper than Eddie thought he could take. So good!
    “Yeah, that’s it. Take it all, you dirty slut. That’s what you came here for, wasn’t it? You were hungry for my cock. And now I’m going to fuck your face with it, bitch.”
    Eddie moaned with pleasure as Jeff made good on his promise. There was almost no time to breathe, Jeff fucked him so hard and fast, keeping up a string of dirty talk, but Eddie managed to snatch the occasional breath when he had to. Bloody hell. His lips were going to be bruised and swollen with the way Jeff was battering in. Saliva ran down his chin. Tears ran down his face. It was heaven. Or at least, it would be if he could taste Jeff rather than the sickly cola-latex combination.
    “Yeah, that’s it. Oh yeah, I’m gonna come. Come all over your face, coz you’re such a slut. You don’t deserve me coming in your mouth.”
    Eddie could come like this, he was sure. If Jeff just kept up a bit longer.
    Jeff pulled out and whipped the rubber off.
    Eddie whined.
    Jeff’s cock hit him in the cheek. One side, then the other. Oh, he loved a good cock battering.
    Jeff pumped his hand while Eddie looked up into his face. He was concentrating hard, deep lines between his brow. So fucking sexy.
    Jeff’s face went slack, and wetness hit Eddie’s cheek. Fuck his rules. Eddie wanted a taste. He stuck out his tongue, eagerly chasing the tip of Jeff’s cock. But Jeff kept hold of Eddie’s hair and wouldn’t let him suck him down again. Instead, he painted it over Eddie’s face. It was joining the spittle and tears and dribbling down Eddie’s chin and onto his chest.
    Fuck. Jeff came like a bloody war horse.
    Another spurt hit him square in the mouth, and Jeff grunted. This time he didn’t resist as Eddie found the head of his cock and licked it clean. Jeff’s body was heaving, and it felt like he was using Eddie’s head as support to stop him from falling over, but that didn’t matter. Eddie’s lust was keeping him upright.
    “Enough,” Jeff finally said, his voice all hoarse.
    Yeah, Eddie had done that to him.
    He looked up into Jeff’s face. He had this look of utter bliss there. Eddie should take advantage of it. Who knew when the weirdness would hit? Because it was bound to, wasn’t it, with a straight bloke like Jeff.
    “Do I get to come too, Sir?” he asked.
    Jeff stared at him, and for a moment Eddie thought he might have pushed him too far. But then Jeff gave a kind of what-the-hell grimace. “Touch yourself,” he croaked. “Come at my feet.”
    Oh yeah, Eddie didn’t need asking twice. He fumbled his zip open somehow. The moment he took hold of his erection, his balls responded, pumping jizz out. Eddie tried to keep his eyes open to watch it spurt over Jeff’s tan-coloured Caterpillar work boots and his rug. Oh yeah. That was the stuff.
    His body finally gave up holding itself upright, and Eddie flopped forward, catching hold of Jeff’s legs for support. It was like hugging a tree trunk or two. If they were rather short trees. Not that Eddie was exactly the tree-hugging type, despite a brief flirtation with vegetarianism in his teens.
    But these trees shifted uncomfortably, and as Eddie pulled himself together, he remembered that he really didn’t want to spook the straight bloke. Not if he wanted another chance at that.
    Which he did. Oh yeah.
    Which was why he pushed himself back so he was sitting on his ankles, wobbling dangerously. “Now, this is the part where I should probably go through aftercare of your sub after an intense scene.”
    Jeff looked down and frowned. “Never mind that. What about the aftercare of my rug and boots?”
    Eddie blinked as he gathered his thoughts. He’d never have taken Jeff for being particularly house or clothing proud, but now he looked around, he could see that the place was well looked after. There wasn’t a great deal of furniture or ornamentation, but the